I am getting very, very impatient to put the chicks outside. There is a fine dust - thick, fine dust over everything in the basement from the cedar shavings being shuffled around by the girls. There is constantly chick feed on the floor from little hands spilling their offerings to their fine feathered friends. They have begun to spill their water in their little box. I think they are telling me that they want to spread their wings and be on their own....a chicken teenage rebellion of sorts. I am HAPPY to comply!
I am, however, still nervous about Freckles reaction to them. He just stares and salivates. I think my yearning to have them 'free-range' will have to wait for a bit until I can somehow persuade him that it isn't the best idea to chase the chickens....
The Firehouse Chronicles – Episode 14
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